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Gangster Prayer
by Bay-C
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Now lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
And if I should die before I wake
I pray the Lord my soul to take, Jah
Father God you a hear me
Me know we nuh talk in a while but me feel like you still deh near me
Me need your help now more than ever
So me decide fi sing to you in a prayer, Jah Jah
Me a fight a battle deep within
Poverty a beat me bad ,but me nuh want give in to me evil twin
Me feel like the victim in a one system
Wha trap you and the only way out is if you a baller, Dj or a King pin
The pastor help me get a one job wha day
Me work the month, me get the pay, by weekend done the whole of it gone away
Now me shotta friend them wha deh a Mobay
A say them have a works fi mash and when me done them want me lock the K
Me nuh want mix up in a the badness
But end of month when time me get mi pay, me haffi ask a wha this? madness
Reality check, it seems like there's only one way for me
Man a go touch the road tonight, somebody pray for me
Now lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
And if I should die before I wake
I pray the Lord my soul to take, pray with me
Jah Jah protect me in these streets
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
And if I should die along the way
I pray the Lord my soul to take, gangster prayer
Tired of living hand to mouth
Tired of every end of month, when me look online all me see is a empty bank account
Tired fi have mi hand long out
And the only time me see a food, or a shoes or a shirt a when the Don come out
Tired fi know how hungry feel
Tired fi hear rich people say the struggle is real' when them really nuh know the struggle fi real
Tired of water crackers and butter mi only meal
So when me want cornmeal and me can't buy it, that a go make me want steal
From the days of elementary
Man have friend weh have uncle and aunty deh in a the penitentiary
Is either deh so or the cemetery (weh them bury)
And me nuh want end up a none of them place deh, somebody pray for me
Now lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
And if I should die before I wake
I pray the Lord my soul to take, pray with me
Jah Jah protect me in these streets
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
And if I should die along the way
I pray the Lord my soul to take, gangster prayer
Yo, a tonight them a come link me
And all me hear is Mama words nuh follow bad company mi pickney'
Somebody pray for me
And Jah if me nuh make it out, save a spot a the Pearly gate for me
Jah protect me in these streets
Die fore I wake, soul to take
Jah protect me in these streets
Die fore I wake, soul to take
Somebody pray for me, pray for me
Somebody pray for me, pray for me
Now lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
And if I should die before I wake
I pray the Lord my soul to take, Jah
Father God you a hear me
Me know we nuh talk in a while but me feel like you still deh near me
Me need your help now more than ever
So me decide fi sing to you in a prayer, Jah Jah
Me a fight a battle deep within
Poverty a beat me bad ,but me nuh want give in to me evil twin
Me feel like the victim in a one system
Wha trap you and the only way out is if you a baller, Dj or a King pin
The pastor help me get a one job wha day
Me work the month, me get the pay, by weekend done the whole of it gone away
Now me shotta friend them wha deh a Mobay
A say them have a works fi mash and when me done them want me lock the K
Me nuh want mix up in a the badness
But end of month when time me get mi pay, me haffi ask a wha this? madness
Reality check, it seems like there's only one way for me
Man a go touch the road tonight, somebody pray for me
Now lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
And if I should die before I wake
I pray the Lord my soul to take, pray with me
Jah Jah protect me in these streets
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
And if I should die along the way
I pray the Lord my soul to take, gangster prayer
Tired of living hand to mouth
Tired of every end of month, when me look online all me see is a empty bank account
Tired fi have mi hand long out
And the only time me see a food, or a shoes or a shirt a when the Don come out
Tired fi know how hungry feel
Tired fi hear rich people say the struggle is real' when them really nuh know the struggle fi real
Tired of water crackers and butter mi only meal
So when me want cornmeal and me can't buy it, that a go make me want steal
From the days of elementary
Man have friend weh have uncle and aunty deh in a the penitentiary
Is either deh so or the cemetery (weh them bury)
And me nuh want end up a none of them place deh, somebody pray for me
Now lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
And if I should die before I wake
I pray the Lord my soul to take, pray with me
Jah Jah protect me in these streets
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
And if I should die along the way
I pray the Lord my soul to take, gangster prayer
Yo, a tonight them a come link me
And all me hear is Mama words nuh follow bad company mi pickney'
Somebody pray for me
And Jah if me nuh make it out, save a spot a the Pearly gate for me
Jah protect me in these streets
Die fore I wake, soul to take
Jah protect me in these streets
Die fore I wake, soul to take
Somebody pray for me, pray for me
Somebody pray for me, pray for me
